Difference brings gifts. How can I include someone in my life whom I might normally exclude?

Strangely enough, and from another angle, I am usually the odd one out. For decades, I have been the only Caucasian/Westerner out of hundreds of thousands of people in my area of Thailand. As a middle-aged woman, living alone, I’m an even greater anomaly. This provokes all kinds of reactions ranging from curiosity, praise and unwarranted preference, un-earned admiration, undue attention, to dislike and distrust. People can be scared of me fearing language barriers. Sometimes they run away, put their hand in my face and shout, “no”, give me hateful/disgusted looks, or hang up the phone. I have good humor about it mostly, and I choose to let this teach me how it must begin to feel to be excluded, especially at very terrible levels. Of which I do not suffer at all, as I know I am privileged, safe, and mostly well treated. In my case, I believe the onus is on me to break down walls and build bridges. It’s tiring work at times, but so beautifully worth it. I pray I never exclude others, but rather embrace in our oneness by seeing the other as connected human beings before anything else.